Gambatar was sitting next to Delmira, she was sitting in a comfortable armchair contemplating the green steppe.
Delmira was feeling sick, she felt and understood that things were not going well.
Gambatar's optimistic expression was more than pathetic.
-- You must promise something," the young woman whispered wearily.
-- Anything.
-- If things don't go well, you must find a way to save the princes, I know there are two of them.
-- The princes are safe and so are you. We'll have a memorable celebration.
-- I want my family to meet them.
-You will introduce them to them yourself. We'll make a memorable presentation there, too.
IV
After hours, Gambatar spoke to Mek su.
-- There must be a way. I am willing to officiate a ceremony to deliver my soul for her.
-- The pregnancy is too far along. First-time mothers always get ahead of themselves," Mek su replied quietly, "Something can be done, I'm sure.
Mek su nodded. She had been thinking about it for days.